It has been a long time since he had left his estate on Planet Honshu. More so, it had been a few years since he even visited the allies of the Blood Dragons. He never was very keen on the Golden Chrysanthemum's efforts but learnt to honor their assistance for the Blood Dragons, but especially the Order. But even this hadn't been enough to convince the aged legend from leaving the Planet. His daughter Kazue was needed to convince him. A 'Geisha' was approaching Morioka. Its passengers aiming to take part at the festival.
The old man was wearing a long, grey coat, his daughter a dress with a hat.
"Kazue? Are.. you sure about this here? I am no longer what I used to be, my role was played long ago. They don't concern me." "Otōsan.. why are you worried? It's a small festival, honoring their own culture. I just want you to get out of our estate for once! "Fine. You know todays Kusari more than me, musumé..."
The Yacht arrived at Morioka and awaited docking clearance, which was swiftly granted. But before leaving, the old man retreated to his room a last time. He would never leave the family's katana behind.
⧫ Morioka Base, Section 4, lower deck.
Aimi Amaia arrived at Morioka a few hours ago. She did not have any calm minute ever since, coordinating security personnel, giving instructions to Sisters, and so on. Sighing, it was almost time for the festival to start and she did not even have time to dress!
Quickly she returned to her room on Morioka, luckily a friend of hers had been so nice to bring her outfit there while she was busy. She undressed in front of the mirror, admiring the look of her adornment in the mirror. The sweet dress of mini-bars and mini-plates had caught her love for long now, yet she remained shy about showing it to others. Slowly, she put on the deep blue Hōmongi, patterns of gilded Chrysanthemums and purple Haibīsukasus distributed over its shoulder and sleeves. The adornment slightly visible underneath... She smiled to herself. Now the hair! But this was easy! Quickly she managed to get the hairstyle she wanted. (//for hair reference, ye that's Aimi!)
Having finished, she got on her way towards the main hall.
⧫ Shikoku, somewhere unfar from Deshima
Mi Minami was on her way back to Morioka after a successful raid. Satisfied with the result, she was fooling around as usual, managing to get too close to Deshima. She managed to trigger a patrol, it was inevitable now that she would arrive too late for the festival, sighing she got ready to fight the State Police vessels off. Hoping that at least Kasai would leave her alone this day.